Sinric watches him, clearly enjoying it just as much. He steps closer, running a hand down Hannibal's chest to flick a nipple, lower still to fondle his balls. "Stay here, just like this. I won't be long."

He drops the towel around this waist, folding it neatly before pulling on Hannibal's robe.

He slips out the door, glancing back with a wicked smile, returning a few moments later with silk wrapped bundle.

He stands at the edge of the bed, looking Hannibal over as he untied the silk ties.